A Lonely Tree

At a road where the road offwhere lonesome is a roadat mid of no whereA lonely tree is standing therewaiting no one but the dustdust of the passing timetarnishing the color of this tree this lonely tree to graypraying in this lonely placefor the passing vanA gray lonely vanfor the lonely birdstaying for a whilewhen the nights come and days gothe lonely tree; praying therewhen the wars rage and peace, walks shythe lonely tree praying for the peaceno one is waiting therebut the lonely tree is waitingthe ...